ALEX PETION returns as the philosophical swordsman, ready to cut down the empire of absurdity and existentialism...


lyrics:
no way out
no way in

 a hunter with a rose speaks
he sings the blues
of the apocalypse
he speaks softly into the night
To the dawn
and so the night swells with nothing
his rose hurts and cuts like a katana
volcanic rising from the ashes
he's left a bloody mess
u aint gettin back jack

no way out 
no way in
u aint getting back jack

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ALEX PETION has survived, despite all the lobotomies. Now he-- the existentialist swordsman of the apocalypse--is committed to his one true ultimate craft of songwriting—one doozy at a time.



Easily the greatest singer-songwriter of all time.